Date: Sun, 11 Nov 2001 09:07:14 -0800 (PST)
From: Conor O'Leary
Subject: Baseball Team Rapes Teacher, Part 7
Baseball Team Rapes Teacher
Part 7: The Gang Bang Continues
by Conor
The boys abruptly stopped the sexual activity and waited
patiently as Andy ran off behind the backstop to retrieve
the "secret weapon." Mr. Flanagan was still on his hands
and knees in the dirt. Cum was dripping out of his mouth
and asshole, and someone had shot a load on his back and in
his hair as well. He felt like he had been completely
dehumanized. These boys, whether young freshmen boys or
hot senior studs, truly viewed him simply as an object to
be played with. Not once did they stop to think about
their teacher's feelings or even about his own sexual
pleasure.
Soon Andy, the smallest of the three freshman, returned
from behind the backstop. In one hand was a wooden
baseball bat. In the other hand was a paper bag. Mr.
Flanagan didn't understand what was going on -- at first,
he thought the boys were going to beat him with the bat.
He thought back to the time Coach Jackson had struck him
across the face, and then kicked him in the ribs after he
had fucked him.
The boys gathered around the teacher as Andy handed the
baseball bat to Kevin. "You see this, Flanagan?" Kevin
sneered, waving the bat at the teacher. "We use these
everyday in baseball, but today we're going to use it for
something different." It was only when Kevin pulled a jar
of Crisco out of the paper bag that Mr. Flanagan realized
what would be happening.
The boys forced Mr. Flanagan to roll over onto his back.
Ryan and Eric each grabbed a leg and forced them apart,
exposing the teacher's gaping asshole. The other boys held
Flanagan's arms, pinning him to the ground.
Mr. Flanagan watched in horror as Kevin smeared Crisco all
over the thick end of the baseball bat. The teacher tried
to struggle, but he was being held down by six strapping
teen athletes, and he knew he was trapped. Kevin laughed
at his teacher's efforts to get away, and said, "What, are
you scared Mr. Flanagan? I would think you'd be looking
forward to this! We all know how much you love taking our
big bats up your ass." All the boys laughed, and Kevin
began to rub the greased end of the bat up against Mr.
Flanagan's hole.
Suddenly, Mr. Flanagan yelled out, "No, Kevin! Please,
it's too much!"
The boys laughed again. But Kevin pulled the bat away, and
said, "Okay, Flanagan, you're not ready yet. Do you need
some warming up?" The teacher said nothing. "Fine," Kevin
continued. "Kenny, get over here. Give our teacher a nice
stretching."
Kenny eagerly jumped up and moved into place behind the
teacher. He lined his 10-inch rod up against Mr.
Flanagan's hole and slammed it in. The teacher groaned in
pain, but soon adjusted to the size of this freshman boy's
tool. Kevin, bat still in hand, directed Kenny to fuck the
teacher even harder. "We want him to be ready for the main
event, don't we?"
After a few minutes, Kenny pulled his enormous erection out
of the teacher's ass and shot his load, spraying it all
over Mr. Flanagan and on the other boys, as well. Kevin
said, "Okay, Flanagan, enough of this nonsense. Spread
`em, boys." Ryan and Eric pulled his legs as far apart as
they would go, and Kevin placed the tip of the bat at Mr.
Flanagan's bruised pussy. Slowly, he began to slide the
huge piece of wood into his ass.
Mr. Flanagan had never felt such pain in his life. He'd
been taking hard cocks up his ass since high school, and
Kevin and his friends had certainly given his ass a workout
in the past year. But nothing compared to this.
Soon, Kevin had forced an entire 12 inches of the bat into
Mr. Flanagan's butt. The boys looked on in awe as the bat
continued to slowly slide deeper and deeper into their
teacher's body. After he had buried the bat a few inches
deeper, Kevin began to slide it out. "Okay, Teach, time
for the real fun." Kevin began to brutally fuck the
teacher with the bat, pulling it almost all the way out and
then slamming 14 inches of the bat back in.
Mr. Flanagan thought he was going to pass out from the
violent fucking he was receiving. Soon, Billy, the hot
freshman, forced his 7-incher into the teacher's mouth, and
the other boys began to pair off.
Jeremy, always an eager cocksucker, took Kevin's enormous
dick into his mouth. Ryan decided that Kenny, the
horse-hung freshman, would make an excellent cocksucker.
Ignoring the younger boy's complaints, Ryan forced him onto
his knees and slammed his 9-inch cock down his throat. At
the same time, Eric and Andy began to sixty-nine, sucking
on each other's little hard-ons.
Soon Kevin took mercy on Mr. Flanagan and removed the bat
from his battered hole. This mercy was short-lived,
however, as the boys once again began taking turns drilling
their teacher's ass and fucking his face.
This continued for over an hour, and by the end Mr.
Flanagan was barely conscious of what was being done to his
body. He remembered the bat being forced into his body one
last time before he passed out.
* * * * * * * *
The teacher woke up several hours later. Looking down, he
realized the wooden bat was still inside him. He slowly
pulled it out, wincing at the sharp pain it caused. Mr.
Flanagan's body was bloody in places and sore all around.
This, he thought, had been the worse experience yet. He
had been looking forward to the end of the school year,
when Kevin and his fellow seniors would graduate and,
hopefully, finally leave him alone.
Now he knew that their departure would not end his
servitude. They were training a whole new group of boys,
who would be at the school for four more years.
The thought of being a sexual slave for that long was
unbearable.
As he lay on the baseball field, dirty and bloody, Mr.
Flanagan thought about his options. There has to be
something I can do, he thought. Something.
To be continued...
==========================
Alright guys, there you have it. How'd you like the
baseball bat? I hope it wasn't too brutal. Anyway, as
always, please send your comments, suggestions, and
questions to me at conor500@yahoo.com. Can't wait to hear
from you all! Later...